Page 68 of Nursing the Alpha
I was beautiful like that. Docile. Unconscious. His.
We were beautiful.
The video rolled forward. Seth’s hands gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. His cock glistening as it breached me, inch by slow inch.
I could almost hear his ragged breath. The low, guttural groans as he bottomed out, burying himself to the hilt before drawing back and thrusting again—harder this time.
I wrapped my fingers around my cock and stroked slowly as I opened the medicine cabinet with my other hand.
I retrieved the suction dildo and pressed it to the tile wall at the perfect height. The silicone kissed my fingertips, cool and slick.
In the video, Seth was relentless, snapping his hips forward in a brutal rhythm.
He leaned down, teeth grazing my shoulder before sinking in. My sleeping body arched slightly at the pressure, a soft whimper escaping my lips even in unconsciousness.
God, I looked so… pliant. So perfect.
And Seth?—
He was glorious.
A monster unleashed.
I sank down onto the dildo, the head breaching my slick entrance, and gasped at the ache. My muscles were still tender from him, but that only made the stretch sweeter.
“Fuck,” I hissed, sliding down farther until I was seated fully, my walls gripping the toy in a needy clench.
On the screen, Seth dragged his hands up my chest, squeezing my pecs, milking me roughly as his mouth latched onto a nipple. Milk sprayed over his chin and chest, and he didn’t pause but drank greedily between filthy murmurs.
“You’re mine,” Seth growled, voice low and broken. “You’re so fucking good like this, Flynn. Taking me in your sleep. Feeding me like a perfect little omega.”
I stroked my cock faster, grinding my hips back onto the dildo in time with the thrusts I saw on the screen.
Every wet slap of flesh echoed in my head.
Every moan, every grunt, every obscene squelch of slick and milk and cum.
On the screen, Seth’s knot had begun to swell. He pounded into me harder, deeper, chasing his release as he milked my chest one last time.
“You’re so full of me,” he whispered against my throat. “I’m gonna fill you so deep, you’ll taste me for days.”
That did it.
The coil in my belly snapped violently as I fucked myself down onto the toy harder, milking it with my walls like I wasmilking Seth’s cock. The dildo squelched around his cum filling my ass, trailing down my inner thigh. And when milk pearls dripped down my chest, I imagined Seth’s tongue there, collecting every drop.
Cum spurted across the bathroom tiles, striping my hand, the edge of the sink. I moaned helplessly.
It was epic. Devastating. My entire body shook with it, my chest heaving as I rode out every wave.
On-screen, Seth had stilled, his knot locking him inside me as his cum filled me, leaking out in thick spurts around the base of his cock.
I stared at the image as my orgasm faded, breathless and trembling, my cock still twitching in my hand.
21
SETH
The night air was colder than usual.
